{"id":217,"date":"2013-02-02T22:19:05","date_gmt":"2013-02-03T05:19:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/eweforia.wordpress.com\/?p=217"},"modified":"2013-02-02T22:19:05","modified_gmt":"2013-02-03T05:19:05","slug":"my-new-used-dog","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/my-new-used-dog\/","title":{"rendered":"My New Used Dog"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m single and I raise sheep. Not just any sheep, but flighty, unpredictable sheep that are impossible to manage single-handed. The sheep are Barbados Blackbelly, but they are not the subject of this post. Not long after I got my flock started, I realized I needed another hand. So I traded a few sheep and about a thousand dollars and got a &#8220;started&#8221; herding dog. &#8220;Started&#8221; means that he has learned basic herding commands, knows how to handle the sheep better than I do, and will stop and lie down when I tell him to. That&#8217;s all I needed\u2014an employee.<\/p>\n<p>That was many years ago and old Gage, my Border Collie, is arthritic and lame. He has a heart murmur and doesn&#8217;t seem to be doing well. Asking him to work sheep could get him hurt. I realized last month that I needed to start looking for another dog if I wanted to continue raising sheep. Several years ago, I was given a retired Border Collie, a grand champion who, at 11, just needed a quiet farm life away from dog trials. He had reached 15 when I had to put him down. So my first thought was to locate his original owner and let her know that I was looking for another retired dog.<\/p>\n<p>I found her in Arizona and amazingly, she just that week decided to rehome Teal, a 6-year-old, fully trained Border Collie whose hips wouldn&#8217;t certify and thus couldn&#8217;t be sold. A week later, he had hitched a ride with a gal driving from Phoenix to Wyoming via Pueblo (my town). VOILA!\u00a0 I have a new used dog.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/eweforia.wordpress.com\/2013\/02\/02\/my-new-used-dog\/teal1\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-219\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-219\" alt=\"Teal1\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/teal1.jpg?w=300\" width=\"300\" height=\"271\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/teal1.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/teal1-300x271.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/eweforia.wordpress.com\/2013\/02\/02\/my-new-used-dog\/100_1706\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-220\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-220\" alt=\"100_1706\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/100_1706.jpg?w=300\" width=\"269\" height=\"270\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/100_1706.jpg 1124w, http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/100_1706-150x150.jpg 150w, http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/100_1706-300x300.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/100_1706-1022x1024.jpg 1022w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 269px) 100vw, 269px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Teal has settled in well and enjoys his new farm freedom. No more living in kennels and only being off-leash when training. He now enjoys chasing birds and squirrels, tormenting cats, and running\u2014constantly running\u2014for the sheer joy of it. Oh, and he occasionally gets to herd sheep.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Why Is This Important?<\/strong> There could be a whole new, better life just waiting around the corner if you don&#8217;t give up when the first one doesn&#8217;t work out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m single and I raise sheep. Not just any sheep, but flighty, unpredictable sheep that are impossible to manage single-handed. The sheep are Barbados Blackbelly, but they are not the subject of this post. Not long after I got my flock started, I realized I needed another hand. So I traded a few sheep and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[9],"class_list":["post-217","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sheep","tag-border-collie"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/217","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=217"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/217\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=217"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=217"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.eweforia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=217"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}